The form-fitting cups were designed to barely cover her nipples, giving the boys’ hungry eyes a clear view of a huge expanse of that velvety-soft ti...flesh, the curving spheres pressed together to create a devastatingly enticing line of cleavage that almost took Elliott’s breath away. The black ribbon-like shoulder straps were stretched taut as bridge cables, straining to carry the heavy load of those tits. The multi-panelled bodice of the corset nipped in tightly at her waist before flaring out. I tried to slow down but she wouldn’t let me, and speeded up, becoming more and more voluble, gasping and almost shouting“Oh yes, give it to me, ream me good, fuck my asshole, let me feel you plug me good and proper, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, cum with me, please, fill me with your spunk, up my ass, do it to me, please!”I needed no second bidding and as her voice got quicker and more incoherent, I felt again my orgasm gathering deep in my loins, and in a matter of seconds I began to pump my seed. "Or perhaps, it would be better if I were to askif there were something wrong, Magrod, my brother?" How could you know it was me? Not that it really matters." Magrodconcentrated his will on the spell, which, once cast, would restoreto him his true shape and form. But just like the spell which shouldhave proven itself most lethal against her brother, nothing happened.And regardless of whatever spell she tried, she could not rid herselfof the female form she still possessed.Shatok smiled at. It’s moments like that in which I wish I had control over time. If I did, I would replay that moment over and over again. I would live in that moment forever. The feeling of his rigid masculinity driving deep inside my soaked cunt, stretching me beyond anything I had ever known. I felt complete. If I thought the feeling couldn’t get any better, I was proven wrong when he instructed me to reach down and rub my clit whilst he hammered into me. His grip on my hips became vice-like and as he.